Booksbooksbooks! I was 1 of 4 winners from Savindi’s giveaway last month, and look at what arrived in the mail this week:
As noted in the caption, pictured above is Koushun Takami’s Battle Royale — another book of many that I’m anxious to read. Although published several years back, the title only recently grabbed a hold of my attention; albeit, the grip was loose (and entirely my fault). The summary stared me down and directly in the eye, but I’m an idiot, because all that crossed my mind was Casino Royale. I love James Bond and I love James Bond movies, but I’m not sure how I will fair with a James Bond novel.
It’s like this: before I watched Shutter Island I noted to read the book, and I certainly tried… Dennis Lehane may write some thrilling mysteries, but the genre and I have a rugged acquaintanceship. I’m simply not all too interested, so Shutter Island was quietly put down after twenty-odd pages. (A bag hides my face, and its name is Shame.) I did enjoy the movie, however — as I expected — and I’m always ready for a Mystic River re-watch.
With all that said: BATTLE ROYALE IS NOT CASINO ROYALE. Battle Royale‘s summary stared me down all right: the raised eyebrow, lips in a firm-pressed line, eyes piercing and indifferent. It stings. It’s the look that oozes superiority by right of a wounded ego and says, “I’m better than that.” Then, not long ago, idiocy lifted (or some of it) — whisked away like a blinding mist — and I read the summary. For the most part, I think Battle Royale and I are now friends, and maybe we can become best friends if we like each other enough. I’m counting it toward the Books in Translation challenge, naturally.
- The Awakening & Selected Stories by Kate Chopin
- The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde
- Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë
At 17, I became fascinated and almost (read: almost) obsessed with Kate Chopin and her work during a college English course. The ohh and ahh and I think I love you, Kate Chopin never reached the point where I begin pasting, taping, and pinning author quotes to my walls and notebooks. Don’t misunderstand: I did, still do, and probably always will adore Kate Chopin’s writing.
I first discovered Desiree’s Baby in my world literature class, and then I later had the opportunity to read and study (not all but) most of Chopin’s other short stories. Sadly, though, I still have not read The Awakening. I expect good things.
Wilde and Brontë’s books present me unfamiliar text, but since I’m familiar with their plot and adaptions I hope to enjoy both play and novel. I eagerly want to start each of these books (Battle Royale, mostly), but I have one “problem”: library books.
It’s precisely why I always find trouble trying to read the books I do own, and it’s precisely why I often refrain from new purchases. For one, I have immense difficulty deciding which books to buy (which results in splurges), then there’s the HASSLE of choosing which to read first, and then there are my library check-outs with due dates.
A weekend full of reading! (Also: movies. I’ll finally watch The Secret World of Arrietty.)